Rise And Fall Of Empire Poem by sarwesh tiwari

Overnight i create an empire
that makes an impression over my mind.
where i am the king possessing all
fame, happiness and love all of its kind.

Overnight i turn a poor
with empty hands in the same kingdom
where once i was a king possessing all
there as hopeless i stand but learnt a wisdom.

Nothing is that which is permanent
nor the kingdom that i possesed
nor the emptiness that i feel
So, i will rise again like a warrior.

I will rise again,
to get the kingdom dear to me.
I will rise again,
as it's my nature to fight the odds.
I will rise again with swords like words
to demolish the unworthy thoughts.

Every demeaning thoughts, i will defeat
with more powerful and worthy thoughts
Then with little prayer and with little faith
i will move towards that same impression
where again that old empire will stand.